gh0st’s commlink starting ringing. Switching to AR he say it was Allan. That could only mean Allan had broken some electronic device and wanted it fixed or there was a job. Either way he was getting paid.
“Hello Allan, what’s up? You lock yourself out of one of you commlinks again?”
“No I got us a job. Meet us at the…..”
Suddenly the commcall gets interupted and an icon of a tough looking paperboy riding a bike appears, what looks like an Initech debt collection satchel worn over his chest.
“Four week, 20 stories, that’s 2 nuyen plius tip.”
“What the hell, I’m not giving you a dime!”
“I didn’t ask for a dime, 2 nuyen.” The icon says in a threatening voice like drawing a switchblade from it’s pocket. As he depresses the button on the switchblade a comb rather than a blade pops out.
Having enough of this you go to switch off your AR by closing the virtual door of your house, the icon sticks his foot in the door link-locking you in AR.